Witcher Bath Novels & Stories

I resolutely proceed with my purpose, leaving the comforting embrace Upon entering the bathroom, I reach out and flip the switch, instantly flooding the space with a soft, comforting glow. The sound of water rushing fills the room as I twist the shower knob, causing the droplets to come alive and dance against the smooth porcelain surface. Gradually, a veil of steam begins to rise, transforming the atmosphere into a dreamy haze that wraps around me like a warm embrace.

“I take it you don’t know what a toilet it either.” I frowned at his insult, I wasn’t stupid, I knew that humans and pack wolves used them, but we didn’t have one at home, we didn’t have what my mum called plumbing, the thing that was required to have a toilet. But I couldn’t remember about her taking about anything called Bath. He pinched the bridge of his nose at my silence. “I guess you would have used a stream to wash?” I nodded not trusting my voice. “A Bath is a smaller version, but instead of cold water, it’s warm.” He explained, though I could tell by his tone that he wished he didn’t have to.

The bathroom, with its soothing ambiance, welcomed her eagerly. As Amelia stepped into the bathroom, the air was thick with the scent of lavender and eucalyptus, creating an aura of tranquility and adventure combined. The warm water cascading down her body felt like a gentle waterfall, washing away any remnants of fatigue from the previous day. The adventurous spirit within her urged Amelia to embark on a journey of self-discovery. With the water swirling around her feet, she closed her eyes, allowing her mind to wander. In this moment of solitude, she imagined herself climbing towering mountains, feeling the rush of adrenaline as she conquered each peak. She envisioned herself diving into t

The bathroom was even bigger than some houses she had seen back in the human world. With a contented smile, she removed her clothes and carefully filled the bathtub with warm water. The steam rose gently, and enveloped the air with a soothing scent. Blair sank into the welcoming embrace of the water, feeling the tension melt away from her body. She felt relieved, more than she had ever been in weeks.

We head to our room. ''The bathroom is over there. ''Damon points to a door. I approach and open the bathroom, being amazed by this beautiful place. I approach and open the bathroom, being surprised by this beautiful place ''Damn, you can live in this bathroom. '' I say making them laugh. ''In fact. ''Lucifer approaches the huge bathtub and turns on the faucets, letting it fill. ''Come on, let me help you with your clothes. He starts taking off my clothes carefully.

“You. Find Lisa. Tell her the Luna requires a proper bath drawn. Now. Use the hot springs conduit. And find something for her to wear that isn’t fighting leathers or rags.” The girl’s eyes went wide, but she nodded frantically and scurried away. Marcus watched her go, then looked back at me, a question in his eyes “Something to say Marcus?” I asked, taking a drink of the water. It tasted of minerals and earth. Of this place. “It’s just...unconventional, Alpha. An Omega attending the Luna so directly. And the bath… the hot water is usually reserved for injured warriors or....”

Lance smirked. “No, not there.” Lance chuckled. “In that old tub.” Lance finished after he laughed. Jace looked back at the old metal claw foot tub in the room. He had never used it but he knew what it was for. You would submerge your ofendent in a bath of wolfsbane. It was worse than the chains drenched in it. Jace Sighed standing. He shook his head slightly and walked over to the tub going to climb in. “No strip first.” Lance smirked.

This was another reason why I really liked my room, as it has a large jacuzzi tub along with a double walk-in shower. I fill the tub with hot water, and grab a soft loofa. I apply some soap, and begin to give her a sponge bath, making sure to run the loofa all along her body, making sure not to miss a spot. Dirty thoughts come to my mind, and it begins to get difficult not to give into those urges. "Remember we only have an hour." Wynter says, knowingly. "That's more than enough." I say, climbing into the tub behind her.

Not guest, but captive. The bathroom is as luxurious as the rest of the suite, with a deep copper tub and a separate waterfall shower carved into the stone. I shed Zane's jacket, the heavy fabric pooling at my feet as I step under the shower's warm spray. The water cascades over my skin, washing away dirt and sweat from my desperate flight through the forest. If only it could wash away the memory of Zane's fingers on my chin, the calculating look in his eyes as he declared I would bear his pups. I press my forehead against the cool stone wall, letting the water mix with tears I've been holding back for hours.

Irwin stepped into the warm, inviting water of Dorian’s expansive bathtub with a mixture of nervous excitement and wonder. The soft steam curled around her, caressing her skin like a lover’s touch, as she gingerly sat down, excitedly. Her hands skimmed the water, trailing ripples in the bath that felt more luxurious than anything she had ever known. She closed her eyes, while allowing herself to relax for the first time in what felt like forever.